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Addison: I want the money moved now.
Tristan: I’m working on it. Give me time.
Addison: You have until the end of the week.
Another group of emails from the night of the party showed an escalated conversation.
Tristan: She saw us.
Addison: Who?
Tristan: Amelia, goddamn it!
Addison: She doesn’t know anything.
Tristan: I’m not going down for this.
Addison: Keep your mouth shut.
Tristan: What if we go to jail?
Addison: No one will believe her.
Tristan: I knew this was a bad idea.
Addison: That money in your account sure changed your mouth.
Tristan: I’m out.
Addison: Calm down, Tristan. I’ll take care of her.
Tristan: What does that mean?
Addison: It means Amelia won’t be a problem for long.
I grew more and more upset, ready to find Addison to answer some questions.
The door came open, and I looked up to see Nasir.
“We have to go.”
“Why?”
“Have you checked your phone?”
“No. I put it on vibrate so we wouldn’t be disturbed.”
Nasir’s face dropped.
“It’s Amelia.”
“What about her?” I jumped up and came around the desk.
“She’s missing.”
“What!” I reached in my pocket to grab my cell phone and saw missed calls from Nicco, Wesley, and Dani.
“Nicco called me after he tried to get in touch with you.”
